Beauty
Opening the door allowed a soft breeze to blow in from outside, along with arcs familiar scent of pine and cinnamon. "hello, charlotte," arcs accented voice said. "hello, osiris."
Going Concerns (Chapter 4)
She knew she shouldn't go out to eat, but damn it all, she'd earned treating herself to a meat pie, cinnamon cookie and a big glass of iced tea. with any luck, the cookie would be the most exciting thing about her day.
Daisy and Boss: 11 - Believe Me When I Say
Unlike the more classically recognized european badger, sarah's fur was cinnamon brown that was frosted with gray and white guard hairs.
Strangers After All: Part III
He smelled good, like spices and freshly baked bread, and his breath left a hint of cinnamon in the air. he must have been very close, a little to close for comfort. i yelped as he barked a shrill "aha!" "i knew it!" he said excitedly.
Swat Kats Hollow Arc Chapter 2
He got out of bed and walked over to jakes room only to find the cinnamon tom sleeping at his desk. "hey, time to wake up jake rise and shine." chance shouted causing jake to nearly jump out of his skin.
Aurora: Chapter One: The Temple
I took a breakfast to eat while i walked--a breakfast sandwich and a cinnamon roll--as the sun was high when i awoke and i worried i'd be too late that day to talk to phaedra.
In the Shadow of Moonlight - Ch. 19
It took her a moment to realize the offending odor was cinnamon. hmm, do spices go bad? she scanned for the source in the hopes of warning the customer, but the cart was too full. right, i need to clock in.
Fallout: Birthdays and Last Days
"fine, take whatever foods you want, but bring me back a nuka cola and cinnamon french toast," "deal" maria kissed her husband on the lips, which as usual made her son jokingly pretend to gag.
Parting The Pack: Chapter One
The wolf turned to face his mate's gleaming sapphire eyes, and her cinnamon braid that was displayed by the rays of the moonlight.
Roberts Did Not Remember, Bobo Had Other Ideas
And yet, he brought a bolt of cinnamon dust to the mix. \*\*\*\* he had completely opposed them. so why the hell did he have to ask them? "i...couldn't help it," the badger extended his neck, right up to the sear, and snorted.
City of Light: Chapter 8
The air smelled of cinnamon and earth. the walls had trophies of numerous creatures and monsters that she'd brought down, tusks, horns, claws and even eyes of exceptional kills, he even thought he eyed the head of a medusae up there.
What I Know
A wine glass was to the cinnamon-furred squirrel's lips. a dainty, dainty sip, sloshing it around in her maw. "mm?" she went, before she swallowed. she was, perhaps, feigning some degree of innocence.